Look upon the drenched landscape as the world's sins seeps within the mud and grim and into the deepest regions of hell.
Such ill emotions pollute the thin, crisp air that we breath every day causing this madness to spread throughout humanity.
Dreams slowly becoming twisted and contorted as our deepest fears are soon realized in our distasteful reality.
Slivers of light is all the good that is left on this corrupted earth, the clouds dirty with agony and vengeance blocking out the sun with the rains of sorrow and despair.
Weapons of destruction being those of hate-filled words and eyes full of regret, the smallest things sending off wave after wave of lost hope and loneliness that will never be completely wiped from our battered souls.
Death of loved ones in all the different senses is doing nothing, but tossing the planet more and more into a never-ending turmoil...
